Even if my life depended on it, I could not slice up a block of cheese in an even manner. The pieces are either too thick, too thin or too short.
I can say the alphabet backwards. I was laying in bed when I was ten years old and it just popped out of my mouth.
I can burp really. really. loud.
I have never seen any of the Rocky movies or the Godfather movies.
I don't have a green thumb. I have an opposite-of-the-colour-green thumb.
I have never broken a bone (knock on wood).
One of the best days of my life? The morning after my laser eye surgery when I woke up and could clearly see the alarm clock (instead of it looking like a bright red blur).
I hate wearing socks.
I tend to be obsessive-compulsive. I tend to be obsessive-compulsive. I tend to be obsessive-compulsive.
When I was young, I had an insane fear that my knee caps would be ripped off by the bumper of a passing vehicle (that's back when the metal bumpers wrapped around the back of the vehicle and they weren't these awful looking, three foot high, plastic monstrosities).
I am allergic to beer and wine.
When I can't fall asleep at night, I skip count backwards by nine, starting at 4500.
I love the number nine (did you know if you multiply any number by nine, the sum of its digits will always, always add up to nine?).
I have 'built' all the furniture in our house that required assembling - it's like a great big puzzle to me!
I am a cryptoquip fanatic.
I can never remember which province is next to Manitoba - Ontario or Quebec.
If you look in my pantry, you'll notice all the English labels face out (or, as my sister says, I am obsessive-compulsive and racist).
I bruise like a week-old peach.
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